This blog is dedicated to recording the thoughts of a little pug named Winston, the Grand Duke of Pugsworth, as he struggles through a pampered existence.

Thursday, February 28, 2008

Mean ParentsMy mean parents made me go get blood tests for some reason. To make up for this insufferable abuse they agreed to play with me and let me sleep.

See the bandage from the horrible abuse that I was subjected to? Such cruel parents. Luckily, they threw the ball for me in an attempt to get into my good graces. Even Alpha looks like he is annoyed that they would subject me to such horrendous abuse.

Later, I chilled a bit on the couch. My parents thought it was funny the way my back leg bent. They thought it looked like a random pug leg was growing out of my side.

This is more traditional pug chillin'. Notice the destroyed and mashed-in couch pillows. The parents attibute that damage to a certain pug. I think that I am a scape-pug because one time me and daddy got home and saw Mommy digging and knawing at the pillows. She may be responsible for a good portion of the damage. Daddy thinks she is "commitable"...whatever that means.

This is my new BFF. It is an old sock of Mommy's that she tied in a knot and gave to me rather than throw it away. My parents are starting to think that they will just give me old socks instead of new toys. I can't believe it took them this long to realize that I savor nothing in life more that the aroma of a dirty old foot.

The "sad pug" eyes ... more food please :-(

When sad eyes alone do not get food I turn to the "sad eyes with a head twist."

This story only ends one way: Mommy calls me over and feeds me the choice pieces of that night's dinner. Such is the life of a pug.

Winston, they are taking your blood to get the super-intelligent pug strain into their powers! They'll be reproducing world-domineering pug puppies before you know it! You must step up your plans of domination before the Winston-clones take over!

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On Pugs:

In the whole catalogue of the canine species, there is not one of less utility, or possessing less the powers of attraction than the Pug Dog, applicable to no sport, appropriate to no useful purpose, susceptible of no predominant passion, and in no way whatever remarkable for any extra eminence, he has continued from era to era for what alone he might have been originally intended, the patient follower of a ruminating philosopher, or the adulating and consolatory companion of an old maid.

-Dr. Edward Patterson, 1804

The Story of the Grand Duke of Pugsworth

I'm a pug puppy that was born on July 8, 2006. I have a face that entitles me to get away with murder and, if all goes according to plan, I shall be able to freely manipulate my Humans as soon as they are properly trained. I foresee a pampered existence for myself, and will do whatever is necessary to see that it comes to be. Now (getting into character) I shall transform myself into an innocent dumb angel...and the Humans will be none the wiser. P.S.- I LOVE COMPLIMENTS! Feel free to leave me a message.

The story of the stray my parents brought home one day, aka "Cosette Colbert d'Bonapug"

Cosette is my little sister, born March 3, 2008. I am not sure how exactly my parents found her, but I am guessing that while they were out playing without me one day, they saw her wandering around and, in a momentary lapse of judgment, decided to bring her home. [Parents' Note: Cosette was not a stray, as much as we admire people who adopt pets who are or were strays, or from shelters, we got Cosette from a wonderful breeder and know that from the minute she was born, she has been nothing but pampered.] I guess she's not really so horrible, we play a lot but she also likes to sleep almost as much as I do, and she is even more snuggly than me, if you can imagine that. Unlike me, she is a social butterfly and loves to play with any other dog, person, or stuffie she sees, although, she is terrified of cats. She seems to be stuck in permanent puppy-hood and is the source of constant amusement for me and my parents.